9 days to go……
>So finally we are into single figures. 9 days to go until I leave old Blighty behind for 2 weeks of all things American. American hotel, American food, American sights and sounds, American men (oohhhh, I heard they can be quite delicious) and maybe even American women (now that would be a bonus!) Today I have gathered together most of the things my children will need on their travels with their Father and so I am feeling like I have made some serious progress in the ‘getting ready department’. Anybody who’s a Mum will know this is not quite as easy as it sounds and so a fairly big hurdle has been leapt.
It still feels like a bit of a dream if I am honest. For some reason I can’t picture myself on that flight or in the hotel or any other part of the trip it to be honest. Maybe because I have waited so long I have got used to the waiting bit and I can’t get my head round the actual doing it bit. I don’t know, but one thing is for sure, for some reason it means I am very calm about the whole thing. Although I wonder of my planned trip tomorrow to purchase myself some dollar bills will help to make it seems a little more real to me
I have made some plans for my trip, things I want to see, places I want to go and some important people I want to meet but some of my trip is very much up in the air. Now I am not one for making detailed plans, I am much more of a go with the flow type person, take each day as it comes, see what it brings etc, etc and this is definitely meant to be a holiday and so the last thing I want is each and every day filled with plans of action but nevertheless there are some elements of the trip that I hope, with all my heart, work out. For now I have decided that I just need to believe and have faith in the people around me and that everything will work out just as it is meant to. Worrying and fretting will only spoil my enjoyment of this final week of waiting. (Did I mention that if waiting were an Olympic sport then I think I might just be about to get my gold medal?) Sometimes there is nothing we can do but just go with the flow and believe that all will be well.
I believe in him, but I also know that sometimes other forces can stop a man doing as he fully intends to do. I know if he is not there then it will be because he has no other choice and that the wild horses he says could not drag him away have indeed thwarted out plans. (Wonders if she can buy a gun to chase off the wild horses. Well it is America after all; everyone’s got a gun haven’t they? LOL) Wild horses aside, I know that no matter what fate throws in his way, he will do his very best to deliver on his promise. Sometimes believing in something or someone is the hardest thing to do, yet believing that all will be well is sometimes just what it takes to make it so……but no harm in crossing fingers as well I guess!